Viggo Grimborn enjoys an intellectual challenge, and he found that in Hiccup. What he doesn't know, is a harder challenge is yet to come in the form of Clover and her dragon Lucky. Why? Because Clover is smart? No, oh gods no. Clover is oblivious, painfully oblivious. Eager to make friends, blind to danger with no sense of self preservation. Clover isn't smart, Clover is lucky. Being blessed by the gods, fate or whatever it may be, Clover narrowly avoids the worst at every turn, and Viggo can't make up or down of it. Is it because she's somehow smarter than him? He's eager to find out, but what happens when no matter how hard to tries to pick her apart, he still can't understand her? Well... let's find out!
(A story about My-Mary-Sue-HTTYD-OC and her Mary-Sue-Light-Fury-Dragon paired with Cold-Angsty-Smart-Villain-Who-Would-Cannonically-Never-Want-Anything-To-Do-With-Her)
Side Note: Ships are uncertain. Since I'm already going to stray from cannon, I'm considering using Heathstrid, Tufflout, Rufflegs, maybe Dagcup???? Idrk. Might just stick with cannon ships.
Side Note V2: This is my first time sharing my writing, so expect cringe and lots of it!
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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